Just as Wang Wenwen said, Wen Rensheng would not take action personally. After all, he could rely on the power of the Inspectorate, so why not?
Only the Inspection Department can handle this matter most appropriately.
And he can train his mysterious skills while waiting for the results of the investigation.
When the investigation results come out, maybe the task will be completed automatically without him having to lift a finger.
Many mysterious incidents have been solved in this way in the past.
Therefore, when the time came to Saturday and no news came, Wen Rensheng was still not in a hurry.
He ate his breakfast leisurely and very comfortably.
Zhao Han's cooking skills have skyrocketed. This is all due to Brother De's good teaching, and his "extraordinary memory" is not in vain.
It's just that there are people who are different.
Wu Liansong ignored breakfast and said to Wu Shanshan: "Shanshan, I bought you two tickets to the 'Forest House'. I didn't expect that these tickets were difficult to buy, so I finally asked someone to get them.
They are still the top two.”
As he spoke, he took out two green and red attraction tickets and placed them on the dining table as if to show off.
Wu Shanshan's eyes lit up, she took two tickets, said, "Thank you", and then thrust a ticket into Wen Rensheng's hand as a matter of course.
"Are you okay today? You didn't make it last time." She stared at Wen Rensheng and said.
Wen Rensheng could only look away from the resentful Old Wu and nodded: "It's okay."
Zhao Han took everything in her eyes, and she quietly placed a peeled hard-boiled egg in Teacher Wu's bowl.
"No wonder everyone says other people's children are good..." Wu Liansong muttered quietly, and then silently stuffed the egg into his mouth under Wu Shanshan's deep gaze.
Only then did he figure out why Wen Rensheng had specifically recommended this place before. It turned out that he was trying to trick him.
Thinking of this, he glared at Wen Rensheng fiercely and bit the egg like he was biting the other person's dog head.
Who are you really working hard for and busy for?
After breakfast, everyone went about their business.
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More than an hour later, Wen Rensheng and Wu Shanshan drove to the west of Dongshui City.
There is a large forest reserve in the west of the city, which is known as the "Lungs of East Water City".
Some peripheral areas have been approved to be developed into tourist attractions, and the proceeds are used to maintain the protected area. After all, fire prevention, pest control... all require a large amount of capital investment.
"Forest House" is one of the most famous attractions, attracting a large number of curiosity seekers from all over the country every year.
What makes many people dissatisfied is that this attraction is only open once a week and only sells dozens of tickets each time, and the ticket price is extremely high.
Some people have denounced it many times, hoping that small profits but quick turnover would benefit everyone, but the management refused to accept it and did not explain the reasons.
Outside this forest reserve, there is an unknown river that winds around and finally merges into the Dongshui River.
On both sides of the nameless river, there are scattered villages. The villagers often have farmhouses, mainly serving tourists in the city.
People from out of town rarely stay in the farmhouses here. After all, this is not a local specialty, it can be found in other places. Everyone comes from thousands of miles away to see the unique scenery of Dongshui City.
The last time Zhao Han was in danger, he was in a nearby village.
Of course, the same danger cannot appear to Wen Rensheng and Wen Rensheng.
The two of them were standing outside the "Forest House", waiting in line for the attraction to open.
Because there were very few tickets sold, there were not many people queuing up, only a hundred or so people. The two of them lined up at the front of the queue according to the numbers on the tickets.
Wen Rensheng scanned the surrounding scene. Nearby was a sparse maple forest. Between the fiery red maple trees was a long wooden corridor that passed through the maple forest.
The attraction looks simple from the outside.
The wooden corridor was filled with thick fog. Every other section of the corridor, there was a wooden house the size of an ordinary home, extending deep into the woods with no end in sight.
Outside the corridor, the weather is clear and the sun is shining brightly.
At this time, some people in the queue waiting to check in were looking at the scene in front and whispering.
"It seems like there's something magical about this place. There's fog in the corridor, but it's sunny outside. This trip should have paid off." A man in a white shirt said to his companion.
His companion, a man in a red coat, nodded and said: "Yes, one ticket costs 6,000 yuan. It's really expensive, comparable to a concert of a big-name star. If it weren't for the filial piety of two boys, we wouldn't have spent the money."
This is a waste of money. If this place dares to trick me, let’s see if I don’t break the ticket checkpoint.”
"Haha, couldn't it be that some kind of fog-making machine was operating? The Internet said something strange happened here a long time ago, but I don't believe it anyway. If something strange happened, would you dare to develop it into an attraction?" someone retorted.
When the man in the white shirt and the man in the red coat heard someone refute them, they looked at each other and glared at the person.
"Who are you? Didn't you take your medicine today? Why are you talking to us?"
"That's right. Since you are so good at arguing, we happen to have few people on the construction site, so come with us to work on Monday."
The person who retorted became cowardly and hid in the team, not daring to say anything more. No one knew anyone’s details.
The men in white shirts and red coats scolded each other and continued to express their opinions as if no one was watching.
More than ten minutes later, it was already 9 o'clock in the morning, and the ticket gate in the corridor finally opened, allowing everyone to line up to enter.
Wen Rensheng had heard of the name "Forest House" before, but he didn't have the time to go there.
The two of them were at the front of the queue. Once the ticket gate opened, it was his and Wu Shanshan's turn to check in.
Many people in the queue were looking at the two of them with envy in their eyes.
What a handsome couple.
The man in the white shirt glanced at the two of them and pretended not to care and said, "I heard it's scary in here."
"Yes, you can find out if he is a man by just walking here." The man in the red coat responded.
Wen Rensheng was indifferent, but Wu Shanshan's eyes turned cold.
The two men felt a little cold on their bodies and were a little surprised. They just thought it was because they wore less clothes in autumn and didn't pay attention.
Wen Rensheng handed the ticket to the ticket inspector.
The ticket inspector was an aunt in her thirties. While checking the tickets, she looked him up and down hard, almost leaving a mark in her eyes.
It wasn't until Wu Shanshan urged her twice that the other party tore their tickets in half and handed them back.
The two walked into the wooden corridor and were immersed in the mist.
"I heard that this place was a mysterious disaster a hundred years ago. It was later suppressed and blocked. After decades of exhaustion, it was reopened." Wu Shanshan held his arm and never left.
Wen Rensheng sensed it, nodded and said: "There is still a trace left, and it will take another hundred years to completely exhaust it. The management of the scenic spot has economic acumen. With this little magic and some toys, it can be done
Make a lot of money."
"Is this the 'mysterious economy'? I heard it's a popular concept in the past ten years." Wu Shanshan reached out and grabbed a bunch of mist, kneaded it into various shapes in her hands, and then threw it behind.
"Mystery Economy?"
Wen Rensheng couldn't help but think of the game fantasy he had just experienced, which was the truly powerful mysterious economy.
It's just that it went too far. The purpose of the developers behind the scenes is neither to make money nor to serve the people.
In contrast, this kind of mysterious attraction, which is open regularly and is only used by a small number of high-end consumers, has been proven for a long time to be harmless to ordinary people, and is more suitable as a model of the "mysterious economy".